*Sidebar* I have never met Ree, but my dad watched the kids so I could go to her book signing. After realizing the line was going to take me several hours, I decided to leave and had Jess take a picture of me craning my neck so it kind of looks like I’m standing next to her. I actually look like a creepy stalker, but whatever. So I called my dad to tell him the scoop, and here is the conversation that followed:
Me: “Hey dad, I’m just going to head on home. The line is super long and I don’t even have my cookbook with me. Just wanted to let you know.”
Dad: “Oh, Angela. Just stay. Honey, stay. The kids are fine and I don’t mind waiting.”
Me: “It’s okay. I got to see her and it was fun to just be there. Don’t worry about it.”
Dad: “Well, okay hon. Maybe you could just say hey on your way out. She’s going to be really disappointed if she doesn’t get to meet you.”
Me: “Umm, no dad, she doesn’t even know I’m…I wanted to meet her…dad, she doesn’t, umm…”
My sweet father. It’s totally him to say that. And honestly, it doesn’t have to do with me having a blog. He’s just good at loving his kids and assuming we are the most exciting thing on the planet :). I did get a really good laugh out of it, though.
And next time, I’m braving the cattle call and waiting in line.
I’m sure Ree would want that.
Anyway, back to the important stuff…
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